'Ask yourself this: would it have been as much fun it we'd only had ONE hour, or even two, instead of the whole afternoon?'
'Uh, no, I guess not. Okay, I understand what you're saying.'
'Good. Now we can just let what happens, happen. No pressure, no hurry, no muss, no fuss. We'll make love while you're here. But that's what we'll do: make LOVE, not just have sex, nice as that is sometimes.
There's no pressure or hurry on any of it. Take your time, and savor the time and experiences we have together.'
With that, she seemed to understand that her time with me was precious – to both of us, and relaxed a bit. And with that relaxation, she was less demanding, and being less demanding, she was better able to enjoy the experiences we had over the next couple of days. Such as Making love on the couch. I was sitting, and she planted herself in my lap, leaning back against my chest. We sat there like that while watching a movie on TV; I started with my hands on her hips, and eventually moved them so that I was holding her on my lap. Not satisfied, she soon pulled them up so my arms were crossed and my hands holding her breasts as my growing erection started pressing against her mons. Gently squeezing her breasts and tweaking her nipples, I started kissing her shoulders, and before long, she was wriggling around, until the head of my penis was pressing against her opening, and then with a little more wriggling and a few up and down movements, inside her. As she slowly raised and lowered herself on me, I reached a hand down to slowly and softly caress her erect and prominent clitoris. We continued like that for perhaps 20 minutes before she finally peaked. As her inner muscles milked me, it was enough to trigger my own climax, and I flooded her hot, tight tunnel with my spray. Making love on the floor, in front of the fireplace. We'd showered after the couch incident, dried off, and were laying in front of a small fire in the fireplace when she got it into her head that she wanted a condensed repeat of the first afternoon we'd had together: she started by taking me into her mouth and softly sucking me to erection, then quickly squatting over me. Once ready, she slowly lowered herself onto my saliva-slick rod, seating herself firmly into my lap. She paused a bit, then began humping herself over me, sliding my erection nearly all the way out before swiftly and firmly re-seating herself. After a few minutes of that, she dismounted me, and pulled me up to a seated position before moving to the side and getting on her hands and knees, telling me'Do me! Like this!'.
Ever obliging, I did. Remembering how she'd reacted the first time I'd had her this way, I wasn't gentle with her – just as she'd wanted, judging from the moans and gasps she released. When I started to get close to climaxing, she noticed the increased effort, and after a bit, stopped me, saying'No! Don't shoot yet. I want you the other way, too!'. I withdrew, and she quickly lay down and rolled onto her back, spreading her legs and drawing her knees up, making herself easily accessible to me. I laid over her, and she reached down to guide me into position, where I quickly pressed myself home, merging our pubic hair. I quickly resumed my previous rhythm, but having had a chance to draw back from the edge a bit, was better able to apply myself to maximizing her pleasure. After a few minutes, I reached down to lever her knees over my arms, so that her pelvis was tilted up to me, allowing me to enter her as deeply and easily as possible. Once in that position, I was soon almost pounding straight into her, causing her to grunt with each impact of my pelvic bone against her clitoris. As I felt my balls tighten up, Kelly began her orgasm; with my pounding against her, her orgasm was among the strongest I'd ever seen, and the clutching of her vagina was finally enough to trigger me into my own release – I pumped what seemed like quarts of semen into her before finally collapsing over her, still careful to keep my weight off her. We lay like that for several minutes, until my softening penis finally popped free of her, releasing a wave of our combined juices to soak our still-merged pubic hair. Waking up on the receiving end of some truly outstanding oral sex. Sated for the evening, Kelly and I had showered again, and (still nude) spent the rest of the evening listening to music. When we were both finally sleepy enough, we went to bed – together. Snuggling next to each other, we fell asleep in the classic spoon position, her cute fanny tucked neatly into my lap, my semi-erect penis securely resting between her ass cheeks. When I woke up in the morning, it was to the feeling of her warm mouth wrapped around my erect penis as she slowly moved her head up and down on it. When she realized I was awake, she smiled at me as best she could, and with a twinkle in her eye, moved around so that I could reach her butt and mons. For some reason, she didn't want to move so that I could return the favor, so I had to content myself with massaging her clitoris, and sliding a finger or two into her vagina. The more I did it, the more excited she seemed to get, judging from the wetness. Getting an idea, I carefully applied some of her wetness to a finger, and began massaging her anus.
Gradually, I increased the amount of lubrication available, until I was finally able to insert a finger – while keeping two more in her vagina.
That done, I quickly went to work pumping them in and out of her, both at the same time for a while, then see-sawing them; having both holes stimulated that way soon had her doing everything she could to finish me: applying an incredible amount of suction to my penis, using her tongue to tickle different parts of it, taking as much of me into her mouth as she could (not quite deep-throating me), It didn't take long with such mutual stimulation before I had to warn her of my impending climax. Her vocal acknowledgement (the humming created a vibration that was quite pleasing!) was enough to trigger it – in moments, I'd blasted the first of several shots of cum into her eager mouth as she swallowed and sucked on me as best she could. About the time I started to soften, my efforts at her nether regions were rewarded by the feeling of both her openings clamping down on my fingers. Though unable to move them in and out, I was free to wiggle them inside her, causing her second spasm to be nearly as strong as her first, and the next to be only slightly less powerful. Eventually, though, they stopped, and I was able to ease my digits from her – and getting a few more shudders as I did so.
When she'd caught her breath, she moved back around, so that she was lying next to me. She held my soft, sticky penis in her hand as she lay on her side, her head on my shoulder. I put an arm around her so that my hand was on her ribs, just below the curve of her breast, and kissed her on top of her head.
As we lay there, she told me 'I really didn't understand how much you were trying to make this place nice to live in until last night.'
'What do you mean?'
'I got up once to go get a drink of water, and as I was going to the kitchen, some blue lights in the walls came on, but real low – enough to let me see where I was going, but not enough to make me blind, you know? And when I got to the kitchen, even those lights didn't come on all the way; only about a quarter, maybe. I could see enough to get a glass and everything, but it still wasn't enough to hurt my eyes. Then, later, I had to go to the bathroom, and as I got close to it, some of that same kind of blue light came on inside, in the ceiling. It was like a nightlight, but easier to see in. I went inside, and closed the door, and that one light was enough to let me find everything. Then, this morning, when I started to get out of bed, that computer voice told me what time it was, and what the weather was outside, and asked me if I was ready for coffee. I don't drink it, but I know you do, so I went ahead and told it yes. I had to repeat it a couple times, but it eventually told me 'OK'. A little later, I could smell coffee brewing!'
'Yeah, that's 'MABEL', the voice-activated computer.', I told her.
'Mabel?'
'Yeah – MABEL, as in Machine Access By English Language – M, A, B, E, L.'
'Oh! How cute!'
'C'mon. You were there yesterday when I showed you how I could make a phone call and call up a cable channel on the screen in the kitchen.
Each time, I started out by saying 'MABEL'. What did you think I was saying?'
'Uh, I just thought that was some kind of code word, you know, to get the machine's attention or something.'
'Well, it does do that, but it's also the name of the system I designed.
When you had to repeat yourself, that was its way of learning to recognize your voice. The next time it asks you a question, it will be able to accept your answer faster. The down side is that as you start giving it commands, you'll have to repeat them a couple time at first, as it learns how to recognize your entire voice, and not just a few words. You can help it by keeping your instructions simple.'
'How?'
'For example, instead of telling her – I know it's a machine, but I think of it as a 'her' – 'turn on the TV to 'All My Children' at eleven', you would wait until the right time, and simply say 'mabel, TV, here, on, channel ten'.'
'What's the difference?'
'Mabel has enough 'smarts' to be able to figure out what you want from what you say – as long as she recognizes your voice. But until she can do that, you would have to repeat the instructions several times so she
